Tim Dowling: I’m on an ebiking holiday in Romania. There will be blood

The country’s bears are one thing. Its tree roots are quite another. And then there is the gorse my wife tumbles into

I’m on a plane, in the middle seat between my wife – on the aisle – and a stranger who is occupied on her phone. I too am occupied, with work I should have finished before we left.

My wife, a nervous flyer, is in a restless mood. She snatches my laptop and begins typing. I wait, arms folded.